There is something incredibly intoxicating about a powerful, confident, type A woman. The way they carry themselves, the way they dress, even the way they speak with that subtle hint of arrogance, reels me win. It’s like a gravitational pull.

I want to taste it, feel the heat of the confidence radiating from her skin.

Every one has a breaking point. Everyone has to be freed from pressure of ALWAYS being in control. Give in to pleasure of being turned into a hungry slut.

You are that woman. You’re everyday life is thoroughly planned out. You are in control till you meet me.

We meet at a business convention. You are one of the speakers (or if you want to be a younger toy…you are a young professional who takes the start of their career very seriously). Our initial conversations are easy enough about the industry, advice, being away from home. The last topic is what begins the trouble. It’s clear our sexual sexual appetite is high from not being fully satisfied. On the 2nd day of the conference, we arrange a meeting at a bar. The outcome will be anything but innocent.

Here is an interesting twist. You’re not use to not being in control. Your gentle domme wants to take charge but for some reason my firm grasp on your thigh has your shifting hungrily in your seat.

Let this be certain. This isn’t about turning you into a pet or a “sex slave.” This realizing how being obedient and submissive fuck toy can be a sexual wakening for you. All it took was the right firm touch, the right man.

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Me: 33 M , fit dad bod, dark brown well groomed hair with a full beard. Hazel eyes. Well respected job in the community with a NSFW Reddit secret.

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